Dear Readers,
I love being close to a body of water. If I have my way, I'd work, live, and sleep by the ocean. Alright, so Lake Michigan is not an ocean but for those of you Chicagoans out there, and I've called it many times already, the "beach" ain't that bad! I'd like to indulge myself now in one of my newest hobby - kayaking. Chicago is truly a wonderful town. There's nothing like being out in open water admiring the skyline. But sometimes, things don't go the way you wanted it to happen. I'll tell you some of these instances.
Sometime around the middle of May, when my roommate Craig hasn't left for Boston, we took off on 31st beach and started kayaking north towards the city. It was a beautiful day, albeit kinda cold for the month. But we made a commitment to go and make no excuses. We took off around 2 or 3 pm and launced our kayak and pretty soon, we made our way towards downtown. The lake was a bit choppy but it was bearable. We got past the McCormick and chilled for a bit and talked about life... you know, stuff that guys talk about all the time - quilting, new recipes, fashion, celebrity gossips, etc. We said hello to a couple of boaters that came our way and then we left after about a half hour of R&R. Well, fate seems to be against us that day. The lake got a little more violent and we found out that it took us a little more effort to paddle this time to the direction where we wanted to go. And then, the unexpected happened... Yup! That's right! That's a Chicago Police Boat. They approached very quietly and pulled up right next to us and asked us where we're going. We told them we're trying to get back to the 31st beach but then they warned us that we could get hypothermia if we stayed longer. To make my long story short, they were gonna take us in if we don't get to shore as soon as possible so Craig and I resorted to asking them for a favor. We asked them if they could take us to 31st beach to which they promptly said no to. They then offered to take us north of McCormick since there is a dry dock out there which means that would force us to walk our way back carrying our kayak to our starting location. We swallowed our prides, got on the boat, went north for a bit and then hopped out of the boat and started walking. I should've taken pictures while we were on the boat. But the cold got into us fast. It's probably the longest, and most shameful walk I've ever participated in since people are staring at us and occasionally making remarks such as "Hey, aren't you guys supposed to be on the water and not carrying that with you?" It's embarassing! And the wind picked up too that time which made it incredibly cold in our lower extremities. It was painful but we survived, barely. Oh well, it was fun. And in typical Ross fashion, I thought of a cool picture to summarize our day. Thanks Arrested Development!